Playful stars, full of mirth,
tossed their luster down to earth.
Sparkles floating through the skies
landed in your bright blue eyes.
It’s Only Words #3 – for my granddaughter
and takes pictures, and travels, and…
Playful stars, full of mirth,
tossed their luster down to earth.
Sparkles floating through the skies
landed in your bright blue eyes.
It’s Only Words #3 – for my granddaughter
Mmm so in love. . .
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Me too… with my granddaughter’s eyes. They are gorgeous!
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you can’t beat a grammy’s love!
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Hi. Good, descriptive poem. Have you read it to her?
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Not yet, but I hope to soon! Thanks for the comment!
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She must be an absolute delight..
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Oh, she is that! Thanks, Lisa!
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Love ii!
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Thank you kindly!
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The eyes of a granddaughter can make me melt. Thanks for the post.
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I’m glad you know the feeling! Thanks for the comment.
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